| I can’t believe what this is doing to me
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| I’ve seen so many cities
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| Fall down to their knees
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| I’m begging you, please
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| Don’t bury me underneath their crumbled walls
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| My barren thoughts weigh heavier
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| Than the weight of our demands
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| I feel the pressure building up inside my head
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| I feel the distance drowning me in my own sweat
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| Cause I need the cold now
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| It’s my turn to roll out all the stops
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| And show that I know where I have to go
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| I’ve got to find my way back
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| Retrace my steps
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| So I can prove to you that I’m alive
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| Crawling my way back to the place
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| I know that’s meant for me to find my way back
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| To find my way back home
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| I feel the heat and what it’s doing to me
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| I’ve been pulling at my own skin
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| To hide my face
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| It’s hard to relate
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| Forget the way you feel when you are safe at home
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| You leave this world alone, stone by stone
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| If only I had known about the
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| Pressure building up inside my head
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| I feel the distance drowning me in my own sweat
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| Cause I need the cold now
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| It’s my turn to roll out all the stops
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| And show that I know where I have to go
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| I’ve got to find my way back
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| Retrace my steps
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| So I can prove to you that I’m alive
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| Crawling my way back to the place
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| I know that’s meant for me to find my way back
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| To find my way back home
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| One mile left
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| It lasts a lifetime
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| Like a promise kept
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| Under the weight of the world
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| Falling down on your shoulders
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| It’s colder
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| I’ve got to find my way back
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| Retrace my steps
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| So I can prove to you that I’m alive
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| Crawling my way back to the place
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| I know that’s meant for me to find my way back
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| Find my way back home
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| Find my way back home
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| Cause I’ve been crawling my way back to the place
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| I know that’s meant for me to find my way back
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| Find my way back home |